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Do you cum here often?

This is a sex story; nothing more, nothing less. If the thought of a woman going down on a man turns you on, then guys, pull your pants down and girls either do the same or pull your skirt up and get ready to get those juices flowing....................................... You might need some tissue!

I glanced up from my desk as she came into my office, closing the door gently behind her. Six pm, right on time. I looked at her quizzically. She misinterpreted the look, 'They've all gone home now......... we're the last two in the building' . 'Better safe than sorry' I said crossing swiftly to the door, looking out into the empty open plan office and pulling the door shut for the second time before turning the key in the lock. She stood in front of me as I walked back to my desk.

Reaching over my shoulders, she eased my suit jacket off and hung it up on the back of one of the conference chairs around the polished teak table in the corner. Without a word she carefully untied my tie and unfastened each shirt button with careful sexual deliberation. I watched her during these movements, drinking in her cream top barely concealing the swell of her breasts, the deep purple slightly above the knee pencil skirt. the sheer 10 denier barely black nylons and the polished black high heeled shoes.

I reached out and matching her own movements, unfastened her blouse, button by button, taking it off completely at the conclusion. Resisting the temptation to remove her bra immediately, I eased her skirt down until it fell at her ankles. She stepped out of it and I gazed at her body for a minute before reaching up and unclipping her bra and fondling each pert breast with its perkily hard little nipple. Her knickers and tights came down and off in one easy flowing movement leaving her standing stark naked in front of me.

She pushed me back towards my large black leather swivel chair. I sat down as the edge of the seat caught the backs of my legs. I gazed up at her breasts and allowed my eyes to wander down her body over the slight swell of her belly to the densely bushy mound of dark brown pubic hair covering her cunt. She knelt in front of me.

Reaching up, she gently unfastened my belt and with infinite slowness eased my fly zip down. At her expectant look I lifted my bottom slightly from the chair and allowed her to ease my suit trousers and underpants down my thighs, my knees and around my ankles. My shoes were carefully unlaced and removed as were my socks. My trousers and underpants were placed over the conference chair and her own clothing on top of them. Within seconds she was kneeling in front of me again.

My cock was lying on my belly as she reached up and stroked it. Lazily, it stirred and began to stiffen. She came closer and lowered her head so that she was able to lick my balls and then lightly ran her tongue from them and up the now rapidly extending and expanding shaft. When she reached the top she lightly held it as she ran her tongue tip over the swollen dark red end, pausing to push the tip into the eye as far as it would go. Shuffling even closer, on her knees, she was now fully between my thighs crouching down with her naked bottom more or less resting on the backs of her calves. My thighs were open as wide as the chair would allow. My cock was fully erect.

She licked my balls again and this time having moistened her tongue with saliva, ran the tip slowly up to the tip and round the glans. Because she didn't hold the shaft, my cock twitched violently in it's uncontrolled state as her tongue progressed upwards and she had to concentrate to keep her tongue on it. God! Such exquisite pleasure! I had to bite my bottom lip to keep myself from crying out as my calf muscles and buttocks went into an involuntary spasm. She didn't quite reach the top of the shaft but stopped just at the overhang before a circumsized cock becomes the swollen glans, until suddenly, without warning her tongue ventured onto the top again and her mouth closed over the swollen purple rounded top through the eye of which a glistening drop of pre-cum had oozed. Her lips closed over the head of my cock and her teeth bit gently into the shaft just below the top. Her tongue played gently at first and then with increasing roughness over the top as she let her spittle dribble out of her mouth and down the shaft to glisten in my pubic forest.

I reached out and took one of her breasts in each hand. Starting with the nipples, I gently squeezed and pulled them outwards slightly and then rolled the hard and pert dark brown, rapidly swelling teats between each finger and thumb before cupping each breast in the palms of my hands. She looked up at me with those beautiful dark brown eyes as her long, luxuriant, deep chestnut brown hair fell about her shoulders and upper body with unrestrained abandon.

Her mouth suddenly plunged downwards so that my cock was completely engulfed in her mouth and throat and her tongue played laciviously over it's length. I could feel the cutting edges of her teeth gently rasping on the large vein running up the underside and for an instant was afraid that she might bite too hard, but having soaked my cock in spit, she partially removed her mouth so that she could take the shaft in her left hand and with slow deliberation, start to wank it up and down, continuing to lick and suck the swollen bell-end and greedily lick each drop of pre-cum as it appeared. My inward tension caused my clenching arse cheeks to rise up from the chair and my pelvis to thrust forwards and upwards, but with firm pressure from her face she pushed me down again.

Having deposited a tongue full of saliva over my cock she began a slow repetitive wanking motion with her left hand. Up and down; up and down. At the end of each 'up' she allowed her palm to rise over the top so that the fleshy mound opposite the base of the thumb brushed over my throbbing cock top, then with a swirling circular motion she lowered, ever so slowly, her closed palm down so that her closed fingers pressed on and then brushed the cock top and eye before the hand began its slow 'down' stroke. At the top of every stroke, she allowed a dribble of saliva to splatter onto my cock so that she could massage into my throbbing flesh with the wanking of my shaft. Occasionally, she allwoed her hand to run the full length down to my now massively, swollen balls in their throbbing ball sack and sometimes they were treated to a gentle and at times not so gentle squeeze.

I still held her attention by my hands on her breasts and my movements became more vigorous as her masturbatory actions became equally so with me. Her mouth once more closed over my glans and her wanking increased in the length of the stroke and the speed of it. I could feel my urgency increase and she could feel my tension build and knew there would soon come a time time when I should be out of control. I slid down in the chair and she smiled up at me, and changing hands began to wank me faster. The circular motions of my hands on her tits and nipples increased in intensity and I began to fondle the womderfully soft pliant flesh of her boobs and then thinking mainly of my own needs, put my hands on the backmof her head and pulled her down closer to my cock and pubic hair.

Reaching down, I could just reach the crack of her bottom but this meant that her movements on my cock were restricted so I just lay back and let her do her stuff . Besides, it had got to that point where I needed to grip the arms of my swivel chair as my balls began to pump the ocean of cum up to the business end of my throbbing, pulsating and totally ready for action male generative organ......... I grabbed her hair and pulled her back towards me........ I was almost too late as a small jet of white, creamy, floccullent, fluid jetted out and caught her on the upper lip and nose but then my cock was in her throat as the full force of my orgasm thundered against the back of her throat and tongue. I half rose in my chair as I thrust and thrust again at her throat and grasping my shaft, finished myself off, draining the final squirts into her gaping mouth. She half choked with the force and urgency of it, but recovered and swallowed about half of it with a gulp but allowed the other half to mix with her saliva on her tongue before she closed her mouth around my slowly subsiding erection. She licked me clean and then putting her head back, slowly swallowed the mouthful.

I produced a towel and we slowly dressed and made our way out of the office. The drone of a vacuum cleaner showed us that our timing was perfect. The office cleaning lady, an attractive blonde in her early 30s (hmmmmm?) wished us 'Good NIght' as we made our way out to the car park..................................